Earlier..
Chloe's apartment was quiet except for the soft music playing from the speakers near her desk.
The afternoon sunlight entered gently through the curtains, falling across the pink themed room and giving everything a warm glow. Her sketches were scattered across the table beside her drawing tablet. Different dress concepts. Fabric notes. Color combinations.
She slowly walked back toward her room carrying the paper bag of Chinese takeout in one hand.
The smell of noodles and spicy chicken filled the air.
Chloe quietly hummed along with the music while kicking the door shut behind her with her foot.
She sat down on the chair comfortably.
Then grabbed the chopsticks packet and tore it open using her mouth absentmindedly.
Her phone suddenly vibrated beside the monitor.
Chloe paused.
Her eyes slowly moved toward the screen.
The contact name remained there silently.
"Grandpa."
For a few moments she simply stared at it.
The ringing continued.
Then finally…
